Bloody Paws {ON HOLD}

Chapter Two

As he ambled alongside the meadow to the medicine cat's den, he saw something that appalled him. A cat that looked exactly like an older version Fallenkit was in the Dark Forest. Wait could it be? Can my baby kit be there!? In that place? With a tom! Oh please, StarClan...! She... just nibbled his ear! Great StarClan... My daughter is in the Dark Forest... I pray that she isn't mates with the mangy creature! But the Dark Forest...?! As everything slowly faded to darkness he broke into a cold sweat.

When he came to, he realized Vixentail was next to him. He relaxed when he saw Fallenkit was playing with Hollowkit, the two a blur of white, red, black, and grey. Sighing, the massive tom licked Vixentail's ear, the soft skin bending under his tongue. At this sign of affection, Vixentail sighed dreamily, and returned it, with her hair puffing out on her ears slightly. And with this sigh, Boulderstar gave back into the sweet, cool darkness of sleep.

Finally, when Boulderstar came to at last, he noticed that the sky was dark, and there was a medicine cat dropping a squirrel and some wet moss at his paws. He noticed it wasn't one of the two medicine cats, but Vixentail. She made sure he was well cared for, as it was her duty to lead the Clan when her mate was down.

(flashback) The night before Boulderstar became clan leader, they had no kits yet, and were very young, even for cat standards. They had taken a walk and ended up underneath their favorite apple tree. It was late summer, and the blossoms were blooming and falling with this last burst of heat before winter. They had made a pact. If Boulderstar were to somehow get hurt badly enough or die, Vixentail was to lead the clan. She was at first, reluctant with this task and its importance, but when she saw how much it meant to Boulderstar, she agreed. In return, if Vixentail was to get badly injured, or even (StarClan forbid) die, Boulderstar would make sure their kits no matter what never left the clan.

(a few years later) Boulderstar was now leading the clan with great efficiency, and both cats were healthy and happy. Vixentail just as young and as in love as she was that night at the apple tree. She was also expecting her first kit at any moment. This was autumn, and the leaves were swirling colours of orange, red, and yellow.Later that night, she gave birth to her first kit. Fallenkit. She was a burst of fire, red orange, and bits of gold flecked her fur. Boulderstar was so over protective he didn't even let the medicine cats touch his baby girl. She was his pride and joy along with Vixentail.

(present time) Vixentail was caressing Boulderstar's face. He was now fully awake, and he enjoyed this affectionate gesture. As he tried (and failed) to get up, Vixentail immediately padded softly over and pushed him back down on to the soft nest of moss and bracken, almost falling on top of him. Boulderstar's tail gently entwined with her aching one. She jumped at the gesture, and left to go take care of the kits.